mystery delivery

 

i could tell you why 

in other ways

when why is less interrogative

and more passive

i could ask your favorite shape

and carve it starfish-heart 

first into the sand

i could plan around your absence

and make moves in the presence

dance with your dimensions

give you space

we could take our time to grow

like rocks breathing in water

old and charged, taking what 

they need, leaving be

we could make peace

decide on it, practice it

continue to recognize

there are other ways

we could do things, 

and also that our 

perceptions are not

necessarily the truth

address old wounds

and free them from our lenses

get clearer, see what’s really here

and in so make greater space

for others to come, 

for gifts to be exchanged, 

for the mystery to deliver